Author of the Queen City Boys books

want nanas

If I could be doing anything in the world right now, I’d make banana bread. But I don’t have any bananas. Or, I think, flour, or most any of the ingredients. Alas.

I had a fabulous weekend. Amazing weekend. Tonight though I feel a little temper-y and out of sorts. Maybe I just don’t like the idea of the weekend being over. Or maybe I just really want banana bread and I don’t have any. There’s nothing to do about it but pout pout pout.

Do you think I could train a monkey to do my laundry? Where would I got a monkey? Would the cost of feeding it be worth having to not do my own laundry?